In the blink of an eye, Dugu Baitian has been in Tianmo Valley for three months. No one in Tianmo Valley doesn't know that he is a madman. He first broke the demon seal and rescued the blood demon ancestor, a saint-level master who had been sealed for thousands of years in the demon sect. Then he penetrated the world with his magic jade hand.
The purple demonic flames threaten the nine heavens and ten earths. The four characters Dugu Baitian have been equated with power, demon king, etc. in the demon sect.
"Why? Why is my martial arts stagnant and difficult to make any progress?" Dugu Baitian looked up to the sky and shouted.
Since Xuanxuan left, he has practiced martial arts day and night, but has made no progress at all. His cultivation has always stayed at the king-level Mahayana realm and can no longer make breakthroughs. The small courtyard where he lives has been regarded as a forbidden place. Demon sect disciples have
He took a detour and stayed far away, fearing that he would accidentally be caught by this martial arts madman to test his martial arts. This was because in a month, dozens of demon sect disciples had accidentally become Dugu Baitian's opponents during his martial arts training, and they were still lying there until the end.
On the bed.
In the past, the male disciples of the Demon Sect were full of hostility towards Dugu Baitian because of the incident with Saint Hua Yunxian, and they always wanted to find opportunities to teach him a lesson, but now they just hope that this Demon King will not cause trouble for them.
"If I can't even break through to the Emperor level, when will I be able to step into the Saint level?!" Dugu Baitian punched a big tree and smashed it into pieces.
"Want to know why you can't make any more breakthroughs?" At some point, the Blood Demon had already arrived behind him.
"Why don't I have that talent?"
The Blood Demon said: "The fault is not that you don't have that talent. Your talent has already shocked the ancient times and today. For others, the king-level Mahayana realm may be a lifelong pursuit, but you have been practicing martial arts for less than two years since you were eighteen years old."
It is simply a miracle that ordinary people can’t imagine that you have reached this level in just a few years. The reason why you have stagnated during this period of time is entirely because there are some dark things in your heart. It is the inner demons that have stopped you from moving forward.
.”
Dugu Baitian murmured: "Inner demon? What inner demon do I have?"
The blood demon said: "Do you still need me to remind you? You have already given birth to inner demons. You can't forget that Situ Mingyue's heart is full of resentment towards the right way and the Forgetful Demon Lord. You are always thinking about revenge for Situ Mingyue. The endless anger and resentment fills your original tranquility.
Your heart is so wise that it is covered with dust. The killing and violence are always bothering you. You have lost your ethereal heart. How can you make another breakthrough in martial arts like this?"
Dugu Baitian didn't say a word for a long time.
The Gorefiend continued: "Xuanxuan's life and death are uncertain. You are hesitant and confused. At the same time, your inner demons are growing again. Do you still remember the words you shouted that day, 'He deserves to be punished'?" The Gorefiend looked at him meaningfully.
He continued: "This is your subconscious desire. You have too many burdens in your heart!"
Dugu Baitian was stunned for a long time and suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahaha... Ridiculous, really ridiculous! You said that I have been blinded by hatred? According to you, no matter how tragic things happen, Gujing Wubo should have a normal heart.
Treat it with your heart? Is this still a human being? This is a god. I, Dugu Baitian, am just a human being of flesh and blood, not those gods who have no emotions and are worse than animals."
The Blood Demon looked at him with pity and said: "You are too extreme. There are many things in this world that we cannot change. Since we are powerless, we should try to change ourselves. Forget what should be forgotten and remember what should be remembered."
Dugu Baitian sneered and said: "Why do you have to submit to the fate? Why do you have to surrender to that damn fate? I have no control over my fate." At this moment, something deep in Dugu Baitian's heart seemed to have awakened, and he was full of disdain for the theory of fate.
An impulse to trample on the gods.
The Blood Demon said: "When a person is exhausted, how can he change the ever-changing destiny no matter how strong he is? Saint-level masters have broken the limits of human physical fitness. The power contained in their bodies can move mountains, fill seas, cut off rivers, and even cut off rivers.
They can live forever in this world. But so what if they cannot act according to certain rules and they will still be forcibly sealed in the endless darkness until their form and spirit are destroyed."
Dugu Baitian said: "Hey, what does this mean? It can only mean that they are not strong enough. Whether it is Tianyu Continent or the legendary holy realm - the other side is a world where the strong are respected. As long as you have enough
With power, you can make rules at will, just like the dynasty of the Tianyu Continent. "In the whole world, are the kings and their guests the king's ministers?" All laws and regulations are tools of rule imposed by the rulers. How can it be fair?
The strong serve. If I have enough power to break out of the rules, who can do anything to me? Who can restrain me?"
"In this world where the strong are respected, power determines everything. What is fate and why does fate change? Why do many saints lose their freedom and are permanently sealed by others, even affecting future generations of disciples? Isn't it because
They are not strong enough to change that shameful reality."
The Blood Demon looked at Dugu Baitian, who was full of domineering power, and said faintly: "No matter how powerful the supreme power is, even a martial saint cannot ignore the existence of the invisible law. Even those martial saints who have reached the realm of gods are freed from the shackles of earthly power.
Even if they ignore this set of invisible laws, they cannot be without scruples in their hearts. There will always be a pair of hands controlling everyone's destiny. This is the way of heaven. He maintains the balance of this world. Good and evil, rewards and punishments, belong to him. No one can escape.
No one can violate the law of heaven."
Dugu Baitian was furious, his eyes were blood red and he said coldly: "What is heaven? What is Tao? My heart is heaven, my heart is Tao. Whether I go with heaven or go against heaven, I want to go my own way. God blocks and kills God.
If the Buddha blocks the way, kill the Buddha. Even if the ethereal way of heaven blocks me, hum, I will———— destroy the way of heaven.”
Neither of them mentioned what the invisible law represented, but the Blood Demon felt that Dugu Baitian seemed to know the truth about the saint being sealed for thousands of years, even more than she knew. In fact, at this moment, Dugu Baitian was already in his heart.
An inexplicable emotion affects the inner hatred of the ethereal way of heaven.
Dugu Baitian looked at the bronze statue of the Demon in the distance and said, "I think I already know the reason why my martial arts has stagnated. I already know what to do."
Blood Demon: "You..."
"Inner demon? Why should I suppress the true feelings in my heart? Hey, then let's make my inner demon stronger, let's practice magic skills!"
"What?! Magic skills and magic training? Do you want to force your way through? Aren't you afraid that you will go astray and fall into a place of no return?"
"What's so scary? How can there be rewards without risks? I'm just a human being of flesh and blood. I can't and don't want to control the joys and sorrows in my heart, let alone reach that kind of state of being joyless, worry-free, and emotionless.
.It seems that only demons are the most suitable for me to do whatever I want, let my heart fly, and use the demonic nature in my heart to practice magical arts."
Dugu Baitian strode towards the woods not far away.
The Blood Demon looked at his back and muttered to himself: "The magic arts and demon training...the shocking arts, the fighting arts, the roaring arts, the divine arts will eventually turn into demon arts...breaking gods and becoming demons..."
Dugu Baitian walked into the depths of the woods, took a deep breath and shouted: "Death, Demon Lord of Forgetfulness!" He swung out a bright sword energy with his right hand and instantly hit the trunks of a row of trees.
The shattered tree crown rumbled to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
He vented the resentment in his heart and completely reversed the essence of several major divine arts. He could no longer force himself to calm down and practice, but could do as he pleased or even forcefully break through.
From this day on, no one in the Demon Cult dared to step even half a step into this forest because they could feel the powerful demonic energy lingering here from a long distance away.
The demon sect disciples discussed one after another:
"Damn it, why doesn't that Dugu Baitian leave?"
"If your words are heard by the leader, Supreme Elder and others, you will be shocked. He is the one we have spent a lot of effort to invite. He is the hope of rescuing the sealed masters of our demon sect in the past."
"But he's too scary, isn't he? The woods outside his courtyard are full of demonic energy all day long, which makes people feel frightened even from a distance. This guy is simply more demonic than the people of our demon sect."
"Yeah, I really didn't see it before. I just knew that this guy was so bold that he blasphemed the saint." At this point, the demon sect disciple looked around for fear that the saint would suddenly appear in front of him.
"Don't worry, the saint hasn't come back yet, but I heard that she will return to the Demon Valley in two days."
"Oh." The demon sect disciple seemed to be relieved and continued: "I didn't expect that this guy is not only lustful, but also a demon king with the essence of a demon."
"Yes, I thought that peace would return to the Demon Valley after the little witch left. Who would have thought that the real Demon King would surface?"
"The Demon Ancestor bless and wish this guy to leave as soon as possible."
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He moved a leafy forest to the ground when he was practicing Dugu Baitian Divine Kung Fu and Demon Training. In just ten days, his temperament changed significantly. He was now laughing, cynical and angry, and now he was as domineering as the demon king before his death. Jingtian Jue, Zhan Tian Jue
Jue, the magic skill in Xiaotian Jue, the style displayed in his hands is very different from the past. The moves have not changed, the techniques have not changed, but the artistic conception has completely changed. Although the sword energy is still bright, the edge is still dazzling, but the powerful demonic energy leaves no doubt that this
It is the supreme secret of magic.
"I can't believe that practicing like this does have certain effects. Breaking through the restrictions of the king level and entering the imperial realm is just around the corner." Dugu Baitian looked at the sword energy spurted out from his hands and smiled to himself again: "Such a strong demonic energy.
Hey, I didn’t expect that all the skills in the Nine Divine Arts would turn into magic skills in my hands. It seems that I really have the potential to become a demon. It’s really not unfair to be chased and killed as an immortal demon.”
Time passed in the blink of an eye, and Dugu Baitian had stayed in Tianmo Valley for four months.
At this time, it is already the season of snowflakes outside Tianmo Valley, but the valley is lush and fragrant with flowers. The spring-like changes in Tianmo Valley all year round are mainly due to the endless energy of heaven and earth from the Tianmo Suo Shen Formation gathering here from all directions, adding vitality to this place.
It is for this reason that Tianmo Valley has become a holy place for practicing martial arts. One day of training in the valley is better than three days in the outside world. Today, Dugu Baitian Kung Fu is deep and powerful, and his body is full of demonic nature. He has completely cultivated the divine art into a demonic art.